Corporate slave? Pshaw, I'm the richest woman now!

Sid is a retired military dog; she is agile and can jump two meters high.

Then it ran quickly towards Cong Lang with the frisbee in its mouth, and crashed into Cong Lang, causing him and the chair to lose their balance and fall backward with the dog in tow.

"I rely on."

"Hahahaha, Lao Cong, your wife is quite enthusiastic."

A mocking laugh suddenly came from the doorway. Cong Lang rolled his eyes, didn't even look, and opened his mouth towards the outside while holding the dog, saying, "Get lost."

Wang Feiyan pushed the door open and came in. Sid, equally enthusiastic, jumped out from Conglang and ran towards Wang Feiyan.

"Sid~~"

Perhaps it was because Wang Feiyan smelled like a Border Collie puppy, Sid sniffed left and right, wagging its big tail and looking quite excited.

"What are you here for?"

Cong Lang got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and looked at Wang Feiyan speechlessly.

"I'm looking for you to have dinner with. My older brother is finally gone again. I'm finally free! Hahahaha."

Wang Feiyan smiled like a monkey that had been trapped under the Five Finger Mountain for tens of thousands of years and had finally regained its freedom.

"You look like a crap now, stop laughing."

Cong Lang pouted, "Your older brother is gone, but my older brother is back."

?

Wang Feiyan's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes widened slightly, and he silently gestured a few times towards the villa behind him.

Wang Feiyan: Is it inside?

Cong Lang: (Rolls eyes) What else?

Upon hearing this news, Wang Feiyan immediately became obedient again.

Although his elder brother Wang Feiyi was also ruthless, he had probably been pretending to be a refined person for too long, so he always made sure he had a legitimate reason for hitting Wang Feiyan. He had hit Wang Feiyan quite a few times, but he would only hit him twice before stopping.

After all, aside from being a bit dim-witted and often doing eccentric things, Wang Feiyan wasn't really that outrageous.

But Cong Lang was different.

His older brother really hit him hard!

Sometimes when Cong Lang got into trouble, he would be whipped with a rattan cane dipped in salt water, which was terrifying.

However, Cong Lang deserved it; among Wang Feiyan's circle, Cong Lang was the most unreliable.

He's the youngest, but he's the most adventurous; racing cars, skydiving, and extreme sports are nothing to him.

In his rebellious youth a few years ago, he did a lot of outrageous things. His older brother was in the army all year round and never came back. His parents doted on their younger son and were reluctant to discipline him.

When Brother Cong returned, he found that his little dumpling brother, whom he hadn't seen for several years, had been raised into such a scoundrel. He beat him up severely for a day, and then Cong Lang lay on the bed for three or four days. Finally, after getting up, he behaved himself.

This also instilled a sense of awe and respect in the few close friends who had grown up with him.

Wang Feiyan came to ask Cong Lang to go out for dinner.

After all, even rich kids are human, and sometimes they like to eat street food.

"Shall we go? A new Chengdu hot pot restaurant just opened on Enlin Road, and I heard it's pretty good."

"You're eating hot pot in the middle of summer?"

Cong Lang said this, but still picked up the dog and prepared to take it back.

As fate would have it, before the two could even make a move, a hoarse voice came from the second floor.

"Isn't this Little Swallow? It's been so long!"

Wang Feiyan clenched his hands immediately. Hearing this awkward address, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. "Brother Cong! I'm already in my twenties, can you please stop calling me by this name?"

Cong Ying chuckled, leaning against the second-floor balcony window, looking down at the two people holding the dog below. "Is your older brother busy lately?"

"Brother Cong, my older brother just left. He said he had something to do and might be transferred back to City A for work."

Upon hearing this, Cong Ying touched her slightly stubbled chin, lit a cigarette, and asked, "Okay, is your brother coming to Aunt Jiang's birthday party?"

"I can't come. My brother has already sent the gift over."

"Okay, go have some fun," Cong Ying said without saying anything more, just waving at the two of them while holding a cigarette in her mouth.

"Goodbye, Brother Cong."

"Goodbye, brother."

After they finished speaking, they turned around and ran away without looking back.

Cong Ying rolled her eyes at the two people running away, swung her long legs a few times, casually took out her phone, and made a call, "Feiyi? Are you sure you can come back to City A?"

Wang Feiyi closed the document in his hand, thought of Tang Tang who had already flown to City A, and smiled faintly, "Yes, the transfer arrangement has been issued, and I will be going in a month or two."

"Congratulations," Cong Ying stood up, took out a cigarette, blew a smoke ring, and stretched. "May you rise to a higher position, Political Commissar Wang."

"You flatter me," Wang Feiyi replied with a smile to his close friend's teasing, "You have a bright future ahead of you, Captain Cong."

"Get lost," Cong Ying said crudely, patting the dog's head that had come closer. "What if you say one more disgusting thing to me?"

"Tch," Wang Feiyi took a sip of tea, "Are you planning to stay away for a while?"

"Yes, I have a month's leave."

"Then you can look after someone for me."

Cong Ying became curious. "Oh my, the sun has risen in the west! Who is it? Tell me about it."

“A young woman, my important business partner.”

Cong Ying immediately narrowed her eyes; this was the first time she had heard news about the opposite sex from Wang Feiyi.

His curiosity was immediately piqued. "Partner? You're kidding me."

Wang Feiyi hesitated, then said, "The National Security Bureau will also send people to protect her, but..."

Before Wang Feiyi could finish speaking, Cong Ying eagerly agreed.

A flicker of interest crossed his eyes, as if he had finally found a bit of fun in his boring life. He bit down on the cigarette butt, savoring the bitter taste of the tobacco in his mouth.

"Okay, but it wouldn't be too much to ask me to learn more about it."

"Don't go too far," Wang Feiyi said as his last words. "She's not one of those flightless canaries. Be careful not to capsize in the gutter."

"what?"

Hearing the busy tone on her phone, Cong Ying admitted that she became even more curious.

……

Meanwhile, Tang Tang was sitting in her car, looking at the scenery along the roadside.

"Director Song, is there something important you want to discuss with me?"

The young man who drove this time was not the greenhorn soldier from last time, but one of Director Song's confidants.

He shared some information with Tang Tang: "Ms. Tang, Director Song invited you here for two reasons. First, he wants to continue discussing cooperation with you. Second, as a distinguished guest, he also wants to introduce you to some other people."

Tang Tang understood and didn't ask any more questions.

It is estimated that in Director Song's view, City B is still Tang Tang's stronghold. He only knew about Tang Tang's companies in City B before, but all the new companies that were transferred from the system store later were located in City A.

So Director Song probably thought that she was worried that if she encountered any inconveniences in the unfamiliar city of A, she would have someone she knew to help her.

Tang Tang chuckled. Although she didn't need it, she still kept Director Song's favor in her heart.